To participate or not to participate, that is the question.
Having just finished a long team battle and spending a whole night of brain-struggling renovations, the four of them urgently need a good rest, both physically and mentally.
But the competition is not accessible at any time—it can be seen from TV programs that, without an invitation letter, students need to spend credits at their own expense to participate. The game should not be so perverted that the students pay their own money to die. Since there is a contribution, it must be beneficial.
Now they have a free "admission ticket" in their hands.
"From 1 credit to 3 credits, I tend to have both the difference in difficulty and the difference in rewards." Tang Xinjue rubbed the center of her brows, raised the black gold invitation letter in her hand, and looked through the faint breeze in the white mist outside the window. Light, the words on it seemed to reflect a strange red light.
The game has already reminded them that this invitation letter leads to the "Dorm Friendship League".
It looks very harmonious from the name, without any murderous intent. However, after several severe beatings in the exam, the examinee will know that according to the virtues of this pit game, every name looks safe and normal, but the core is outrageous one by one.
Zheng Wanqing's eyes were burning and she clenched her left fist tightly: "If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, as long as you don't die, you will do it!"
Guo Guo was greatly shocked: "Miss, where did you learn this sentence?"
Although the other party's face is still as beautiful as ever, she feels that this schoolgirl roommate who has evolved into a violent tank is becoming more and more unfamiliar: "... Wait, isn't this a line from the hot-blooded novel on my desk?"
Zheng Wanqing blushed: "Hey, I just wanted to learn the fighting methods in it, but I didn't expect the plot to be pretty good."
Guo Guo: "Didn't you say that reading novels is the worst job?"
Zheng Wanqing: "That's because you can't control your schedule well!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Zhang You threw each of them to the back and continued to discuss with Tang Xinjue.
"I think that since the competition is limited to weekends, the longest time should not exceed two days." Zhang You said euphemistically.
They temporarily lose a weekend. If they are too tired, they can choose to rest on Monday to make up for it.
In short, under the risk of "passing this village and not having this shop", they are more inclined to choose to gamble rather than give up.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Guo Guo let out a long sigh: "Sensibility makes me just want to sleep, but rationality tells me that I still have to persevere, so the decision is still up to you, and I will fully cooperate."
Tang Xinjue rubbed the top of Guo Guo's thin head: "Thanks for your hard work."
"What's the hard work, I'm not afraid of being taken by a player selected by the game." Guo Guo stuck out his tongue.
Tang Xinjue was taken aback, "The Chosen Player?"
"That's right." Guo Guo explained solemnly: "Those like you and Zhang You who can withstand the high-intensity ravages of the game, and those like Wan Qing who are still alive after being injured, are simply manipulative liver emperors in ordinary games. The adaptability of the game beats 99% of the players, it is definitely a natural choice."
Tang Xinjue's eyes moved slightly, and he turned the words around in his mind, and then Zhang You said with a smile: "Then your yin and yang eyes and psychic physique, are they considered to be at the level of gold krypton in advance of opening the server?"
Guo Guo's face turned bitter: "Then I should be regarded as the type who was forced to open an account after being robbed of my wallet."
Talking and talking, talking and talking, a few people jokingly woke up their minds, and then quickly cut the topic back to the topic.
The competition will start on time at 8 o'clock. If they are determined to participate, there will only be more than 20 minutes of preparation time left.
Tang Xinjue concluded sternly: "We still don't know everything about the competition. Its process, victory and defeat, reward and punishment mechanism, whether the mall can be opened for purchase enhancements during the competition... Without knowing anything, we have to Prepare for the worst."
In the worst case, they may enter a completely unfamiliar dungeon like an exam, and even if their pockets are full of money, they will have nowhere to spend it.
There is no turning back when you open the bow. Just in case, they must strengthen as much as possible before the game starts to increase their chips!
"The old rule is to draw a lottery first, then exchange for achievement points, and then take the remaining points to the mall to strengthen."
Zhang You opened the Survival app neatly, and suddenly thought of another thing: "By the way, Xinjue, can you now identify the attributes of the three items you took out from the copy of the health inspection?"
What Tang Xinjue snatched earlier was a pen, a bundle of red thread and a piece of yellow paper. The latter two were obtained at the beginning, and the pen was snatched back from Shi An in the men's dormitory at the end.
The reason why he grabbed the red thread and yellow paper first was because these two props reminded Tang Xinjue of something in the copy of "Headless Ghost Story".
Now that she put the three props on the table at the same time, the other three also felt vaguely wrong. Guo Guo was the first to find out the problem: "I'm not mistaken, why is this piece of yellow paper so similar to the yellow paper used by Wei Xianjinwen and the others in the headless dungeon?"
Zhang You's expression was solemn: "It's more than just like, it's exactly the same."
Tang Xinjue: "There is still a difference. At first glance, the paper Jin Wen and the others used is just ordinary yellow paper. It is only with hair and spells that it becomes evil. But just by looking at this paper, I can feel it. to the power within."
The same goes for the other two. At first, everyone couldn't figure out the connection between the red thread and the yellow paper, until Tang Xinjue tied the red thread in a circle: "Wrap this thread around your neck, does it look like the incision on the neck of a headless ghost?"
Guo Guo's face turned pale immediately, and he felt goosebumps all over his body: "...so that's the case, why didn't I think of this in the exam!"
"The time is tight and there are many dangers in the exam. I didn't expect so much at first." Tang Xinjue took off the cap of the pen, tore a piece of paper from his notebook and scratched it twice. The paper was blank.
"The pen needs ink... the bottle of blood?"
Zhang You's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out.
The yellow paper needs a pen to write, and the pen needs blood to make ink. Except for the purpose of the red line is not yet clear, the several props seem to be closely connected and complement each other.
But with the blood in Shi An's hands, they lost the last link to verify this guess.
Tang Xinjue nodded, and put the props into the storage mirror, "We can't confirm their attributes and uses yet. We have limited time, so we don't act rashly for now to avoid hurting ourselves. When the competition is over, I will go to the mall to continue upgrading the identification skills. Then maybe the truth will come out."
15 minutes to the start of the game.
The dormitory was quiet, everyone was browsing the mall quickly, and the jingle of the lottery rang from time to time, like some kind of mysterious and grand secret transaction scene.
Guo Guo has already quickly hung a protective bracelet on her wrist from the exchange office in the mall. She has a discount card that was dropped on Crazy Wednesday before, and she has accumulated a total of 15 points in addition to the lucky draw and achievement exchange. Searching and looking, finally a white light flashed in his hand, and there was a small red bow.
"A bow?"
The three roommates stopped at the same time and looked at Guo Guo who was exchanging offensive items for the first time in surprise.
Zheng Wanqing searched for nouns in her head: "...you are tired of assisting in positioning and decided to change your career to be a shooter?"